alternative, free verse, independent, literature, Uncategorized

Subway Scrawl

…And after the sixth tile he looked deep into his mind

Realizing with terrible shock that he was blinder than the blind.

Opened a window, what did he see?

Children on crosses, dead bodies in trees.

His eyes rained blood & his teeth spat fire,

Long beyond gone, an injectable liar.

There was pain he used bleach to wash away.

Jack Blare, Impersonating Emotion (2015)

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